A Falling, My Failing- A song of my pride

Events recently forced my pride to cry out an objection or two. I don't like being shoved to the side and forgotten. Especially when I feel qualified in a certain area. I should get the respect I deserve, I think. All thought of why I'm doing what I'm doing leaps out the window and I just feel hurt.

Its silly, I know. So I wrote a song. This song is to me, and no one else. Allow me to mock my pride. Maybe I'll finally learn Im not the center on which the universe pivots. We can only hope.

So here it is...

A Falling, My Failing

Maybe it was the anti-freeze

That was given to me

By someone that I’d

Never have guessed to

Sign my

Death certificate

And all that goes along with it

By now you’ve forced me to choose

It’s either me or it’s you

Someone has to lose

Some esteem of mine

And that look in my eye

That will end up vanishing too

I’ve been staring down

The places that I’ve been

Since I fell down those stairs

Way back when

These nails and those tacks

Buried so deep inside my back

Only caused me suffering

And gave me a new name

That feels much the same

It was my ripped-out pride

That left the scars

Stinging and behind

Where I’ll start

When I need to remind

My broken heart

Just what it is I’ll find

In myself

Nothing else

But the living hell

My pride

Failed to describe

I’ve been staring down

The places that I’ve been

Since I fell down those stairs

Way back when

These nails and those tacks

Buried so deep inside my back

Only caused me suffering

And gave me a new name

That feels much the same

They say that pride

Comes before a fall

I guess that’s the truth

After all

I still have this broken heart

And wounded pride

From the time

I’ve spent falling from grace

I’ve been staring down

The places that I’ve been

Since I fell down those stairs

Way back when

These nails and those tacks

Buried so deep inside my back

Only caused me suffering

And gave me a new name

That feels much the same

I’m much the same